Chen's hand trembled, and he almost dropped the soul bead on the floor.
"Xiaoyu, is your brother trying to make mom and dad Transcendents?!" Chen's eyes sparkled.
"Yes." Chen Yu nodded again: "At least while I'm away, you'll have the minimum ability to protect yourselves."
"We don't need it." Chen placed the soul bead back on the dinner table and immediately refused: "You eat it. You need this more."
"Exactly." Ms. Chen agreed: "We all know you seem to have gotten into a lot of trouble. It's very dangerous for you out there. You eat it yourself."
"I temporarily don't need it." Chen Yu was adamant: "This soul bead is left for you."
"Don't want it. We're so old, what do we need to become Transcendents for?" Ms. Chen's expression was stern: "Besides, we have your sister. If we really need to eat it, we'll eat hers."
Chen: "!!!"
Chen Yu: "... what spare food."
"Slap!"
Chen furiously slapped Ms. Chen on the forehead: "What the hell are you babbling about."
